Nathaniel had looked toward the scuffle when Twisted Fate and Nerva had started screaming. Anders had been...strange, like he was breaking apart and blue light was coming from the cracks in him. He can only imagine what was going on. Who started what, what magic was involved.

He quietly takes Anders' hand so he can pull his arm around his shoulders, using his other arm to hold Anders' waist. He doesn't say anything, for now. Now is when he needs to take Anders back to camp. Then, it will be a matter of cleaning him up and getting him in dry clothes.